I am at home, relaxing on my chair
Sitting with my boys, and a wife that cares
Then my thoughts wander to a place I hate
To something that has shattered my faith

Because I remember all the shit
I feel like I can't handle it
But I hide my emotions, like I was taught
Silently I hope, someday they'll be caught

I know this won't happen, they will remain free
Because not even my own mother believes me
So I'm alone in my pain, begging for peace
Or at least for them to become deceased

So I sit here, frozen in pain
Never to be an innocent again
Always filled with an anger that grows
And I am the only one who knows

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Without my sons, I would not be here.